Love Lembayung Dusk
Chapter 17 The little accident.
...'The strong man, is the one who is patient and sincere when struck by misfortune.'...
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With a quick step Dinda back to her friends while wondering in her heart, what is a pair of shameless humans.
"Well, how long really?" tanya Nuri before Dinda occupied her chair.
"At this point," Dinda's excuse was short.
"Nuri's getting fussy, are we going home yuk?" Nurul again made a sound that made Adit limp.
According to Adit, he was not satisfied to meet and talk to the woman he targeted as his prospective companion.
"If you want to go home, take a taxi. Or bring Dinda's car, Dinda I'll take her, "suggested Adit.
"Emang mas Adit, not afraid of the same mas Zidan?" ask Nurul seriously.
"His wife is pregnant lo, mas. Mas Adit, what if Aya up to why? I knew that he was dizzy again, even told to drive," said Nurul intimidating Adit.
Adit was silent for a moment. Imagine having to deal with Zidan Idris, son of Ahmad Darma Idris, a hospitality entrepreneur in Jakarta. Not just in Jakarta, but in Bandung as well.
Plus, Abdar's company has long cooperated with the father-in-law of a woman whose full name is Soraya Riduansyah.
Shudder in horror, if only because personal affairs instead involve the boss and his business partner.
It is certain that he will be immediately fired by Abdar. It might even be not only fired, but also chopped up by his best friend.
"I don't mean Aya, who's driving! You can't," elak Adit.
Nurul clucked, while calming Nuri in her cradle. "Mas Adit, don't you see what? I'm carrying a child again" Nurul said.
This time Adit also clucked, there were obstacles to be with Dinda. He glanced at Dinda and Soraya who were instead busy with the rest of their food.
Adit knows, though Dinda ignores the debate between him and Nurul. However, the corners of the lips that are interested cannot cover them.
"Yank, help find a solution?" lamented Adit.
"Didih, unclean," said Nurul, making Dinda and Soraya laugh freely, but not with Nuri. The two-year-old toddler cried and whined in rebellion.
"Here you are, Adit, I must send them! Mending mas Adit, back to work again" said Dinda.
Sighing in resignation. "Yes, already. Let's go back." Adit stood up and moved, and so did the others. This time Nuri calmed down after being taken by Nurul to stand and walk.
"Later four o'clock in the afternoon, I'll wait in the parking lot of your restaurant" whispered Adit for sure.
"Well?" reply Dinda whispered.
The two of them chose the road behind Nurul and Soraya who were walking briskly towards their parked car.
"I want to go for a walk, just like you." Adit smiled as he blinked his one eye.
"No promise" said Dinda.
Adit was about to get back to his voice, but Dinda took her footsteps to be on par with her friends.
Adit separated and immediately ran his car after the car of the women's road first.
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Calculated from the distance of their journey, Soraya's house was the closest. Dinda decided to deliver the pregnant first, then drove Nurul.
Arriving at Soraya's place, Dinda immediately said goodbye to bring Nurul back.
"Be careful, Dinda" a message from her two friends saying goodbye.
On the way to his house, Dinda runs his car at maximum speed. Although the quiet situation does not necessarily make Dinda speeding'an.
However, something unexpected happened to Dinda. A loud bang from the back of his car, making Dinda lose control. Due to the shock also his unconsciousness slammed the steering wheel onto the shoulder of the road resulting in him getting hit by a large tree.
Although already wearing a seatbelt, in fact Dinda's body still leaned forward and as a result his forehead hit the steering wheel of his car.
"Astaghfirullah azim thing," cried Dinda jerked in shock as she grimaced with the pain in her forehead and dizziness.
The spring removed the seat belt and opened the door. Get off the car, coinciding with someone also getting off the wheel behind his car.
Dinda squinted her eyes at the woman walking closer towards him with her relaxed. The atmosphere is very quiet from the car traffic, and the location is without residents so that no one is aware of the small accident.
"You okay?" ask the woman without any worry.
Dinda silently watched him, there was a suggestion that this incident seemed intentional.
"Was Luna doing this on purpose?" reply Dinda asked without stale ado while enduring pain and dizziness.
"You're accusing me? I just happened to be in the back of your car and accidentally stepped on the gas" denied the woman who turned out to be Luna.
"Ah, really? Sorry then," said Dinda smiling wryly.
"Not at all," lied Dinda, as her forehead was covered in a veil layer so it was not visible.
"Thank God then. Oiya, about the damage to your car I'll replace and fix it! You'd better come with me, let your car be taken by the repairman" Luna lightly bargained.
"Don't bother, I can handle it myself" Dinda refused.
"If Madam Luna, is in a hurry ... Ma'am Luna can leave me here. It seems like Luna was about to quickly get to the destination, to the point of stepping on gas," Dinda smooth.
Not wanting to deal with the woman before him any further. If he receives Luna's help, then Dinda will get more involved with this woman.
Dinda did not know Luna. However, from the way he asked Dinda's situation, was very impressed and took it lightly.
"You sure?"
Dinda was more and more wry, the woman who stood just a meter away from him instead behaved like that. In addition to cuek, it turns out Luna also has no empathy. Asking his condition is just a pleasantries.
"Yes, I'm very sure" Dinda replied casually.
"Well then, I happen to be in a hurry. And about this, I'm sorry! If you want me to compensate, just give me your account number .. I'll send it."
"No, no need to bother. It's just a small damage, I can take care of it," Dinda said firmly.
"Alright, then I go first. You be careful here" said Luna and turned to her car.
Dinda shook her head, not expecting to meet a woman like Luna. A wife but have another man.
Aa, is it possible because I accidentally met him at the cafe with Danu, so Luna did this?
"Here you go, may you never see them again" murmured Dinda, holding her sore forehead.
Picking up the phone in the car, Dinda contacted the car repair service. After finishing contacting and telling his position, Dinda chose to sit on the front of the car because it was shaded by the shade of a large tree.
Not long after turning off his phone, a large motorbike stopped near his car.
"What's wrong with your car?" ask the man while taking off the helmet.
His forehead is wrinkled to see the state of Dinda's car which is dented on the front and also the back.
"Destroyed, because I hit a tree," replied Dinda as is.
"I've called the tow truck, they're coming soon" Dinda said.
"You okay?" ask her about Dinda's situation.
"I'm fine" elak Dinda.
The man sat on his motorcycle while hugging his helmet.
"Mas Candra, why is it still there?" ask Dinda wonder.
"In company with you, until the crane comes," he said flatly.
Dinda kept quiet and chose to play her phone. He does need friends, because the area is prone to crime.
Every now and then Dinda felt her forehead throbbing making her have to endure the pain. Fifteen cranes came and transported Dinda's car.
"You need a ride?" fresh Candra.
For now Dinda will not refuse, because she does need a ride.
"If it's not a hassle, Candra mas?"
"No, this!" he answered while giving up the helmet.
"Make it, '" refused Dinda.
Not accepting Dinda's refusal, Candra immediately put on her helmet on Dinda and it succeeded in making her grimace in pain.
"Awww," said Dinda holding her forehead infiltrating the helmet.
Candra raised her eyebrows in wonder, curious that she took off the helmet again and revealed a little of Dinda's hijab.
"You're hurt!" said Candra gasped in shock at Dinda's bluish forehead.
"It's okay" said Dinda slowly.
Candra put her helmet back on, but slowly.
"Let's go up," orders Candra flat.
Dinda's gasps rose and held onto Candra's stocky shoulders.
He's nice, just less smiling.
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